There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

Seeing the surprised look of the tall monk, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "In the end, all the magic weapons are not mine, hahaha..."

"What is a Qiankun bag? It's really blind. What I want is more than these external things..."

The short monk showed a look of disdain, and was too lazy to look at the tall monk whose aura was fading away. He walked up to Yang Ji, and an extremely sharp blue flying knife flashed in his palm, and it fell directly between his eyebrows.

At this moment, there was a loud bang from behind him, and the little beast earth spirit quietly got out of the pile of rocks at some point, and just now with all its strength, it landed on the tall male cultivator's forehead.

The soul of the male cultivator who was nailed through the heart by Miehun was gradually dissipating. After being hit by this tail on the forehead, he immediately lost consciousness, and the divine lines between his eyebrows disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, the dark lines on the forehead of the little beast earth spirit also dissipated.

This scale armored little beast was clever, and even took the opportunity to shatter the Divine Mark of Recognition of the Lord, which is regarded as a relief from now on.

The short monk turned his head and saw this situation, and immediately raised his hand and threw out several blue flying knives, one of which was nailed into the aura of the tall monk who had lost his breath, and instantly turned his dharma body into blue flying smoke with the wind drift.

The earth spirit turned into a scale ball in time, rolled at a very high speed, and there was a sound of ding ding dong dong, but finally escaped the siege of several flying knives.

Seeing the small scale beast fleeing from the ground, the short monk didn't bother to chase after him, so he picked up the storage bag left on the ground, opened it casually, took a look, and pinned it on his waist with satisfaction, then turned to face the unresisting man. The powerful Yang Ji looked over.

"Brother Yang, don't pretend, the second master has turned into flying smoke, and your revenge can be regarded as revenge..."

"I heard that you have supernatural powers. You might as well use it once and let my brother open my eyes..."

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Unexpectedly, the short monk was not in a hurry to act anymore, Baiyunlou couldn't help becoming curious, and then whispered to Chaoyang: "Aren't junior sisters planning to make a move? This is a great opportunity to punish evil and promote good."

"Hehe, this villain is too greedy to achieve great things... and the story books are full of plots like this. Most villains like this die because of talking too much..."

Halfway through the conversation, he felt something in his mind, and immediately raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to read with a bit of pride: "Hey, brother, look, something has changed, the little earth spirit is back..."

As soon as the words fell, the small scale beast came out not far from the two of them, swung its long tail in the air, and shot directly at the short monk.

"Boom..."

A muffled thunder sounded, and where the little beast's long tail fell, a piece of tortoise shell about the size of Zhang suddenly emerged.

This short monk has a lot of magic weapons, and under a little distraction, the tortoise shell that he pulled out casually easily blocked the full blow of the demon cultivator in the demon core realm.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Ji's aura, which had been silent all this time, suddenly surged, the long knife nailed to his body collapsed directly, and the magic weapon of the rope was forcibly stretched away.

The tall monk died, and the meaning of sealing on the long knife also dissipated. Yang Ji has been secretly accumulating true energy in order to break free from the shackles of the magic weapon.

As soon as Fang was out of trouble, Yang Ji didn't get entangled with him, he greeted the scaled beast, and directly dodged to escape into the hole drilled by the earth spirit just now.

The little scaled beast immediately turned around and burrowed into the ground to escape.

But the short monk didn't panic, and with a wave of his sleeve, the magic rope that was originally thrown aside immediately followed spiritually into the ground.

In just a moment, the rope bound one man and one beast, and returned to the short monk.

"This magic weapon was found by the deity in an ancient ruin after nine deaths. It's called the Immortal Binding Rope. It is a treasure that can trap even the legendary gods. Since it has fallen into the hands of the deity, you can accept your fate. Ha ha……"

After laughing wildly for a while, the short cultivator held the Youlan Flying Knife, and first tapped twice on the scales of the earth spirit.

"This scale armor is really extraordinary. The second leader is really reckless. What kind of spiritual pet does he raise? If he peels off this scale armor and refines it casually, it will be a very good protective armor..."

Following the blow of the flying knife, the scaled beast trembled unceasingly, feeling the light of the knife turning to its soft abdomen, and immediately twisted its figure in a panic, but it was hard to curl up into a ball because of being bound by the fairy rope .

At this moment, Yang Ji said in a vibrating voice: "You dog thief, don't you want to see the supernatural powers of the young master? Grandpa, I will use it right away to blind your dog's eyes..."

Enraged, a mysterious divine pattern suddenly appeared between his brows. This divine pattern is like a sky eye, and it seems that there is a monstrous aura in it, but it cannot be opened because of insufficient strength.

The first thousand and 220 chapters of the divine light · dream broken

Being scolded so angrily, the short monk turned around abruptly, and when he saw the divine pattern flashing between Yang Ji's eyebrows, his face showed joy.

"The so-called innate divine pattern is nothing more than that..." Although the words were derogatory, the short monk stared at the divine pattern, as if admiring a beautiful painting. The flying knives kept circling, and they were not in a hurry to strike.

As soon as the breath passed, the divine pattern was not really activated, but gradually dimmed.

"Clap clap clap..."

A series of crisp slaps sounded, and in just a moment, Yang Ji's face was swollen by the short monk.

Yang Ji's anger rose, and the divine pattern between his brows lit up again, even showing signs of forcibly opening it.

"As expected, hahaha..." Seeing the key point, the short monk laughed wildly again.

Just in an instant, that maniacly laughing face turned into an incomparably ferocious face.

"Yang Ji, your master was indeed murdered by the Second Master, but the rest of the disciples in the sect were killed by the master, haha..."

"The matter of your innate divine pattern between your brows was whispered to me by a young disciple in order to save his life, but in the end he was doomed to die, haha..."

"And your senior sister..."

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The short monk's snarky smirk made Yang Ji's anger blaze, and his fighting spirit soared.

When Yang Ji roared in response, the divine pattern between his brows became brighter.

The short cultivator was overjoyed at the complete manifestation of the divine pattern, and carefully put out a few magic weapons in front of his body, and at the same time activated the strongest protective power. Then he held the Youlan throwing knife and focused on the change of the divine pattern, as if It is planned to peel off the divine pattern when it completely explodes.

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"It's a good thing it's just a dream, otherwise this villain would really have succeeded..." Seeing this moment, Xia Zhaoyang became much calmer than before.

"This dream..." Baiyun Tower secretly sighed, and then said: "It's really wonderful."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ji's eyebrows and spirit lines suddenly split open.

A blazing sun-like light pierced through the air.

In an instant, several protective magic weapons that stood in the way of the short monk turned into fly ash.

The magical powers of body protection immediately disintegrated.

Its dharma body and spirit could not escape, and they were pierced by the divine light.

Not only that, this divine light directly shattered the dream, and the void began to shatter like glass.

In a thoughtful moment, the golden wheel of the sun came out of the Baiyun tower, blocking the blazing sun's light, and at last it did not affect other dreams in the glazed pagoda.

The ring-shaped shock wave scattered in all directions, and the dharma minister of the short monk shattered along with the dream.

In this dream, all living beings and spirits are destroyed, except for the two Baiyunlou who are reclusive, only Yang Ji and Tu Ling survived.

At this moment, amidst the sound of glass shattering, came an extremely unwilling word.

"Looking at Xiashan Mountain in the East China Sea, flowing clouds and caves towards Wufeng Peak, I will definitely..."

This is Li Pingan from Li Family Village. It sounds like he has a strong will to seek the Tao, but after all, his strength is not enough, and he was blown away by the shock wave in the middle of his speech.

This third dream was accidentally broken through, and Yang Ji and the little beast Earth Spirit had broken through the dreamland Liuli Pagoda, appearing between the Liuli Pagoda and the Vermilion Bird Gate Tower.

Except for this man and one beast, the Dharma Bodies of the two monks, tall and short, lay peacefully outside the glazed pagoda, but they had no breath, and their souls were completely extinguished.

And the other monks in this heavy dream were all sent back to the ice field by Mengdie according to the rules. If they want to break into the tower again, they have to wait until three days later.

Above the floating clouds in the sky, Xia Chaoyang asked in surprise: "We were not in a dream just now, why did these two villains from outside the region really die just now?"

"That soul-destroying nail can destroy the soul of a person, even in a dream, it can also kill the original consciousness of a tall monk."

After a short pause, Baiyunlou went on to say: "And that powerful divine light strike, since it can penetrate the third layer of dreams, it is easy to burn the souls of Jindan monks..."

"Senior brother, if Lieyang True Fire bursts out in a cluster like this, it should be much stronger than this divine light." Hearing the admiration in his brother's words, Xia Zhaoyang was a little unconvinced immediately.

"Of course..., hey, it's really a scorching sun aura. Although it's slightly different, it should be related to the differences between different small worlds." With a reminder from the junior sister, Baiyunlou suddenly realized something, and his mind flashed Suddenly, I thought of the words of Senior Sister Qingchi.

Among the heavens and worlds, the most powerful is the ubiquitous power of the universe, the power of the stars, and the power of the scorching sun.

Baiyunlou always felt that these cosmic powers were a bit ethereal before, and even if he had some insight, it was difficult to understand the true meaning.

Even the Lieyang True Fire that has been practiced all the time seems to have limited power, especially after deriving the powerful Taiji Wuji Sword Intent, some ignore the existence of Lieyang Immortal Art.

As his understanding of the way of the sword increased day by day, and he even cultivated Wan Jianjue into the realm of the gods, Baiyunlou sank into the way of the sword with all his heart.

Today, I was shocked by this ray of blazing sun light, and only then did I wake up.

The universe is vast, and there are thousands of ways, the way of swordsmanship is just one of them. If you can't let go of your heart, the way of swordsmanship will have its end.

And if you can integrate all kinds of avenues into the way of swordsmanship, then you will be in the realm of reaching the sky.

It took only a moment for his thoughts to wander, Baiyunlou immediately regained his senses, and together with Chaoyang looked down at the foreign monk Yang Ji who was sitting cross-legged.

In extreme anger, he activated the sky eye pattern, but it also cost Yang Ji a heavy price. His eyebrows were scorched black, and the divine pattern that had just manifested had disappeared without a trace.

Slightly stabilizing the injury between his brows and the shaking soul, Yang Ji opened his eyes, got up and looked around for a while, then walked to the two dead outsider monks, as if wondering why the tall monk's dharma body was still there...

After all, he was hit by the soul-killing nail just now, and then he was hit by a throwing knife, and his physical form had just turned into flying smoke.

However, Yang Ji is not a person who is entangled, so he immediately let go of his confusing thoughts, picked up the soul-killing nail and the fairy rope on the ground beside him, and put them in the storage bag, not greedy for other magic weapons, and went straight to the weird-looking in front of the halberd.

He leaned over to pick up the long halberd, and gently stroked the body of the halberd, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

After half a breath, Yang Ji flicked the long halberd, carried it behind his back, picked up the pile of relics one by one, and after tidying up, he suddenly bowed to the glazed pagoda, and said respectfully: "Thank you for the care of the Pagoda Master. "

As soon as the words fell, the figure of Mengdie appeared on the top of the glazed pagoda, and two crystal lights were seen to be sent out by the flick of his fingers, which instantly submerged into the body of a person and a beast below.

"Since you have already broken out of the trial tower, and you have just been approved by the Dao of Heaven, you can enter and exit the Suzaku Gate once a year with this spirit crystal token."

"Thank you, Pagoda Master!" After Yang Ji thanked him, he thought for a while, and then continued: "I just learned the bad news about my master and my master. I want to go back to my master first. I wonder if it is possible?"

"Yes." Mengdie directly agreed to the matter without the slightest hesitation.

Yang Ji bid farewell and left immediately, and Tu Ling hurried to follow him.

The first thousand and 220 chapters of the small world of conferred gods

On the top of the glazed pagoda, Baiyun Tower and Chaoyang dodged down, watching one person and one beast go away together with Mengdie.

"These two are quite eye-catching, I hope there is still a chance to meet..."

Looking at the figure that disappeared in the gate of the boundary wall, Baiyunlou sighed softly.

Thinking of the magic weapon that he saw just now, he muttered casually: "The Immortal Binding Rope..., the God Sealing Realm..., what a big tone, I'm not afraid of those gods and monsters from the God Clan coming to the door."

Meng Die You You said: "The Conferred God Realm... In ancient times, it had some connections with the Immortal Realm."

As the master of dreams, he can easily see the secrets of ordinary creatures in dreams.

"However, the knowledge of these foreign monks is limited, and it should be related to their cultivation."

Baiyunlou smiled slightly, and replied casually: "Yang Ji broke in by accident in a panic, and these two monks from outside the territory followed suit."

"As for other extraterritorial human races, they should all be well-prepared pathfinders. They all hide a breath of exotic powerhouses, and some real secrets are difficult to be quietly explored."

Hearing what the senior brother said, Xia Chaoyang hurriedly answered and asked, "Since there is a strong man staring at the entrance, will the little earth spirit go and never return?"

"Probably not. Since Yang Ji and the others can be prevented from accidentally intruding, it can be seen that the strong man has a heart that is quite tolerant."

Baiyunlou finished speaking, but Mengdie beside him muttered softly: "Foreign powerhouses, that's all..."

Hearing this, Baiyun Tower suddenly felt something was wrong...

As soon as the thought came up, the sound of glass shattering came from the dreamland tower under his feet, and dozens of human monks and demon cultivators were instantly shaken out of the tower by the dreamland glass tower.

Not long after the third dream was shattered, the fourth dream also collapsed.

However, the collapse of the fourth dream was not due to a breakthrough in the state of mind of some monks, but because Mengdie tried to explore the secrets of the Conferred God Realm, and when she erased the aura of the strong, she accidentally triggered an energy tide, which shattered the world. dream.

The matter of the dream was not handled perfectly, Mengdie's face was a little embarrassing, and she pointed to Baiyun Tower and sent a thought, leaving a sentence to restore the dream, and then fled back to the Liuli Pagoda.

Baiyunlou smiled to himself, didn't say much, and pulled Chaoyang to investigate the thoughts from Mengdie together.

Not surprisingly, this thought contained information related to the Conferred God Realm.

The Conferred God Realm was a small world of human race that arose tens of thousands of years ago. In the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor, there is only a word of exhortation...

After the eyes of the sky are closed, you can use the star array to go there, and you will gain something.

At this time, the Sky Eye of the Void is just opening, and the star formation has not been completely repaired, so it is not the time to go there.

Since Mengdie found out the information, it happened to be able to know a thing or two in advance. As for the matter that might alarm the strong outside the territory, Mengdie didn't care, and Baiyun Tower didn't take it to heart.

Within this year, as long as you guard the gate of the Three Realms, you will be invincible.

Just now, Mengdie left in a hurry, and the thoughts that came to him were extremely complicated, but Baiyunlou was already familiar with sorting out these thoughts.

In just a moment, the useful information has already been sorted out, and the useless distracting thoughts are directly crushed.

There are roughly three pieces of information that were sorted out in the end, and the most detailed one is the general situation of the Conferred God Realm.